Summer camp. Rebuilding your damaged cells, or whatever. We're burning down the trailer park. Self-destruction hanging from a flag pole, I know you can relate. Teen-angst and rumors. You're not enough to fill a space. Just an American teen who feels they need to comment on society. Strung out, hang-up the flag in your studio apartment and blast beck through the open windows on a 90 degree day. Get on the subway to your shitty job and get that 5 dollar latte. When the day's done, there's nothing like taking off the hand-cuffs, getting dressed up and being wild. It's the american dream isn't it?
You can do it too.